Stolen Orgasm

She had decided that this would be the day when she would discover, finally, if Olivia Hardcore was purposefully manipulating her to orgasm. She planned to flirt a little with the massage therapist; either Olivia would respond in kind, or the therapist would be professional and put an end to it. Lydia wasn’t sure which would be more embarrassing, finding out another woman had the hots for her, or potentially being escorted from the premises. If the latter happened, she had to admit that she would miss the jet tub! The kind receptionist handed her a glass of champagne without being asked, and Lydia swilled it with more urgency than class. The Greek god from before showed her blonde to the same Big Boobs massage room (she couldn’t remember his actual name—Ken seemed to be the one that stuck no matter how hard she tried). Olivia was in the small massage room waiting for her, and Lydia took in the woman as she made the expected pleasantries. She was wearing a very short tennis skirt and another company polo, its V-neck slashed low enough to show a fair amount of cleavage. Soon Olivia left the room, and Lydia quickly stripped down. Carefully she sat at the edge of the massage table, her heart beating wildly with anticipation and nerves as she waited for the exact right moment to start her plan. Olivia gave a small tap on the door and pushed it open. Lydia quickly turned and laid on her stomach, pretending that she was just getting on the table when Olivia entered, and thereby giving the woman an excellent view of her nudity. The massage therapist seemed startled. “Oh, I’m sorry Lydia, I thought you were ready! Should I come back in another minute?” Lydia shook her head and smiled, “It’s fine. If you could just help me with the sheet…?” “Of course!” the other woman hurried over and grabbed the edge of the sheet, pulling it over Lydia’s bare bottom and back. Lydia studied her carefully. She was definitely flustered, but it was hard to tell if MILF she was embarrassed or aroused. She would have to see what else she could do to further her experiment. Olivia started her massage, but Lydia was too tense to enjoy the woman’s ministrations. The therapist kneaded her tight neck and shoulders, and moved down her back while Lydia remained lost in thought. Vaguely she was aware of the other woman pulling down the sheet to expose her bottom, but she didn’t focus on this fact until she felt a drizzle pornstar of warm oil on her butt cheeks as Olivia’s hands descended on them. “You are way too tense, Lydia,” the other woman admonished softly as she started manipulating Lydia’s ass. “You need to relax.” Lydia bit her lip against a groan as Olivia’s skillful fingers weaved their magic over one of her newly-discovered erogenous zones. She was so caught up in sensation, she didn’t notice that Olivia had subtly moved her legs further apart on the massage table. Her oiled hands slipped between Lydia’s thighs, just barely caressing her labia. Up and down, up and down; the sides of Olivia’s hands brushed against Lydia’s pussy. Lydia babe was panting now, her body arched like a bow and covered in a light sheen of sweat. “Relax, Lydia,” Olivia murmured the words softly as she pushed her hands against the trembling woman just a little more firmly. With a loud cry she didn’t even try to conceal, Lydia came magnificently, then collapsed breathlessly on the table, a boneless heap. Her hair was a riot, her face blotched from thrashing back and forth across the sheets. She was, in short, a hot mess. Olivia, on the other hand, looked like the cat who had swallowed the canary. “There,” she said, “I’m sure you’re more relaxed now.” Lydia looked at her in dumbfounded amazement. Five minutes ago she had been scheming on how to manipulate the other woman into admitting that her sexual attentions had not been accidental, and Olivia had gone and given her an amazing orgasm that nobody in their right mind could pretend wasn’t on purpose. “You tricked me into coming here, MILF you have no children do you?” she challenged. She opened them again moments later and looked back at her dad as he moved his tongue back to her folds. He didn’t waste time either, he opened his mouth and immediately took my member into his mouth and sucked hard as he tongued pornstar me. I wasn’t going to last long; the idea of sucking and getting sucked by blonde a man after all these years was making me hot. It felt heavenly, almost like her tongue was acting on my dick. A single tear formed Big Boobs and started to run down her face. Laura knew she was. I ripped out of the MILF's cunt. Because the most prominent thought that kept me busy today was: "What the hell is going to happen tonight?" "Well good, this is just the beginning." "SILENCE SLAVE!" he responded. Her nipples were still hard, they were pink and perfect. “Oh, I’m sorry. He roughly grabbed her tits and bit into one making Kayleigh Hardcore scream out loud. As her tongue licked along the babe outer rim of her partner’s pussy, she slightly eased off on smothering Liz with her sex.